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Williams | Maternity

Any time I get to see this wonderful family is a great time.
I’ve taken their portraits since little Rosie was a newborn and now she’s going to be a big sister!
So grateful to watch their family grow.

Here are just a few pictures (out of hundreds) that are some my favorites from their maternity session.

Aylward | Family

I was fortunate enough to get to spend some time with this sweet family at their beautiful home.

Becca is one of the talented gals behind Hayward Design here in town and if you were to walk around her home — you would see exactly how amazing she is with design. I joked that I could’ve spent all morning there photographing their home and their lovely family, however, it was no joke to me. They are truly so kind and so photogenic — it made my job pretty easy.

While editing these images, I got overwhelmed with happiness at the thought that one day those beautiful girls will be able to look back at this session and see each other with their mom and dad in this beautiful home, together. How amazing is that!? I hope every child gets to have memories of them in their home with their family to look back on just like these sweet girls will.

Here are a few favorites. Hope you all enjoy!

xoxo

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It's kind of about more than just toast.

I put a piece of bread in the toaster. 

I walk to the highchair and grab the toy off the floor to give to my upset baby.
He loves to throw all of his toys down but then immediately regrets it after it’s done. 

I sit down at the kitchen table, open my computer and try to respond to one quick e-mail. Just one. It’ll be fast. 

The toaster pops and the toast is burnt to a crisp. 

I put a new piece of bread in the toaster, grab a different toy to give to my baby who’s still playing roulette with his emotions in his highchair. I sit down at the kitchen table again, refresh my dark computer screen and try yet again to respond to that same, quick e-mail. 

The toaster pops up. The toast is yet again burnt to a crisp. 

So now we’re on the third piece of bread… I do everything the same except this time I pick up my baby and hold him, I close my computer and I stay by the toaster waiting for the toast to pop. 

There was absolutely no way I was going to burn a third piece of toast. 

I’m telling myself — Why didn’t you turn the dial down? Why aren’t you paying attention? Why can’t you make your baby happy right now? Why can’t you answer that e-mail? It’ll take two seconds. Why can’t you do ALL of it at the same time? 

The guilt takes over and I feel this immense disappointment in myself.
I know plenty of moms who can do all of this and it looks so easy.
What is going on with me?
Why do I feel like this?
It’s just a couple pieces of bread for crying out loud.

The third piece of toast pops up. 

It’s not burnt. It’s the perfect temperature. I did it! I finally did it. How silly am I?
To celebrate the fact that I did not burn this piece of toast.
I mean, I’ve gone through childbirth three times but here I am — so proud of myself for something as little as cooking a piece of toast in a toaster.
Oh, what a time to be alive you guys.  


Now, I hear something in the living room.
The sweetest footsteps coming up the stairs — my middle babe is awake.

He comes into the kitchen, takes a deep breath in… a smile comes across his face.

In the softest voice, he says: 
“Good morning, mama. Can I please have a piece of toast?”

I grab the toast out of the toaster.
The piece of toast I was so proud I finally cooked right. 
The piece of toast I’ve been trying to make for the last 10 minutes.
The piece of toast I was giving myself the absolute hardest time over. 

I butter it up and hand it to him. 


And that my friends… is motherhood.

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